Second Hand
second hand clothes
never quite fitting the way that they should
second hand daughter
a good replacement but quite good enough
second hand lover
i never get enough of your time
second hand affection
only happens in the dark
second hand smile
never quite touching your eyes
second hand love
almost enough to fill the void
second hand heartache
not quite as painful but still a dull ache
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